The Wounded - Part 5

Beam glanced at the bird as he walked. There was something about its look that made him believe Dominus' words. The crow cawed again, then flew away, as though it knew just what they were talking about.

"Clever birds," Dominus murmured. "Cleverer than people, some of them. Rest boy, you're pushing yourself too much too early."

"I'm so weak," Beam complained grimly, not looking like he was going to stop any time soon. "I need to get back on my feet soon. There's so much to be done. But even then, my strategy isn't anywhere near where it's meant to be."

Dominus smiled. "Ah, you are going to struggle so much, boy."

That got the attention of the irritable Beam as he narrowed his eyes and spoke with far more anger than he normally might. "What do you mean?"